Dominating Secrets [BDSM]DISCONTINUED

CHAPT3R T3N

I flutter my eyes open, closing them once more. The light burning my eyes . I stretch out in bed sore. Hmm. This spot is really comfortable. I like this bed... Wait bed?. Panic seizes me and I gasp sitting up for air. Why and I in bed? This cant be right. I look around my room and find Matthew sitting in the chair beside my bed. He looks content but slightly upset. I sit up laying back into the headboard.

"Good morning" I mutter. I know he just witnessed my panic attack but if he's not going to say anything about it why should I.

"Why were you sleeping on the floor?" He snaps.

"What are you doing in here?"

"Why were you sleeping on the floor? Answer my question. Is there something wrong with the bed?"

"No. Its a force of habit."

"Don't lie to me" he snaps. I'm making him more upset, but its not of his damn business.

"I'm not lying"

"Bullshit. Do I have to spank it out of you because I will." My eyes tear up with unshed tears. I don't want to talk about it. He notices and closes his eyes sighing loudly. When he reopens them there softer than before.

"Tell me. Right now I'm not your dominant but its my job to take care of you. So tell me"

"So if I don't want to tell you. I don't half to?"

"Yes. But I would like you to" he sounds like he cares, but I'm stubborn.

"No"

Do I really half to shout at you" just tell him dammit

"I sleep on the floor because when I was little my dad use to come in my room and rape me. I thought if I slept on the side facing away from the door he would think I was gone." I say all at once. He looks at lost of words, and angry but not at me. " he use to tie me to the bed. And I remember it was always when I was sleeping. I can't sleep in beds. My night terrors aren't as bad when I'm on the floor." My tears run freely down my cheeks.

"But you told me you didn't know who did it" his voice an ashamed whisper. But he sounds more ashamed of himself.

" I needed to know I could trust you. I didn't want you to look at me differently" I frown.

"I'm s-"

"You think I want you apology. you didn't do anything. Just forget about this okay. I've dealt with this"

"No you haven't. You wouldn't be like this if you have"

"So what are you trying to say?"

" I'm saying you need help with this and I'm going to be the one to help you. Your going to sleep with me tonight"

"No. No no no I can't" I've never slept with anyone before

" you can and you will." I can tell his dominating side is back.

"Please I'll do anything you want. Just don't make me sleep with you"

"Don't worry I don't snore" he smirks. He leans down in and kiss me. Cupping my face. His thumb wiping my tears."He won't hurt you anymore" he kisses me again. Those words are comforting but I know he'll find me again. He always does. He pulls the covers off of me and I know once me he's going to take me. He trails his tongue down my stomach to my oh...

I call in sick. And Paul tells me about his birthday party on Friday. I know I'm going to have to ask sir to go. Paul tells me Derrick missed me, but I don't believe him.

I make the two of us breakfast and we sit and eat at the dining table.

"This is good thank you"